...sleep no more!" TO THE BUTTERFLY. CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingling with her them lov'st in fields of light; And, where the flowers...cell of clay To burst a seraph In the blaze of day I CAPTIVITY. CAG'D in old woods, whose reverend echoes wake When the hern screams along the distant...

...pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingling with her thou lov'st in fields of light; And, where the flowm of paradise unfold, Quaff fragrant nectar from their...cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day! CAPTIVITY. CAG'D in old woods, whose reverend echoes wake When the hern screams along the distant lake,...

...gore. Hark, thy shrill horn its fearful larum flings! —I wake in honor, and ' dare sleep no more!' TO THE BUTTERFLY. CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous...cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day! CAPTIVITY. CAG'D in old woods, whose reverend echoes wake When the hern screams along the distant lake,...

...SAMUEL ROGERS. CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingled with her thou lov'st in tick's of light ; And, where the flowers of paradise unfold,...cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day ! METEOROLOGICAL JOURNAL, ending 4th Miy, 1814. TO SUBSCRIBERS. On the 18th of June next, the first...

...still, methinks, you frown on me; '' >ir) Or never could I fly from you. . :• . 'MI.. f\ ,•: i • TO THE BUTTERFLY. CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous...the blaze of day ! WRITTEN IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.* WHOE'EH thou art, approach, and, with a sigh, Mark where the small remains of Greatness lie.jThere...

...Adieu! A long, a long adieu! — Yet still, methinks, you frown on me ; Or never could I fly from you. TO THE BUTTERFLY. CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous...in the blaze of day ! WRITTEN IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY* 77 HOE'EK them art, approach, and, with a sigh, Mark where the small remains of Greatness lie.f There...

...! Oft for the prospects sprightly May should yield, There shall thy wings, rich as an evening sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstasy ! —Yet wert...; soon from his cell of clay To burst a seraph in ihe blaze of day ! ROGERS. H Rain-pouring clouds have darkened all the air, Or snows untimely whitened...

...adieu ! —Yet still, methinks, you frown on me ; Or never could I fly from you. . TO THE BUTTERFLY. of the sun ! pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingling...! WRITTEN IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY. OCTOBER 10, 1806.* \Y no E'ER thou art, approach, and, with a sigh, Mark where the small remains of Greatness lie.f There...

...HERMIT. J(3 <l'l,ere shall thy wings, rich as an evening sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstacy ! — Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On the...cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day ! THE HERMIT. FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a rev'rend hermit grew ; The...

...cups of gold. There shall thy wings, rich as an evening-sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstacy ! —Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On...cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day !" " The Epistle to a Friend" is an exquisite piece; quite equal, in general style, to Horace or Pope....